A Strychnine Kiss lyrics

Song information

Artist: The Legendary Pink Dots
Album: Any Day Now

Lyrics

Cut glass cathedrals slash holes in the air so it always is raining when we
Kneel down in prayer. and christ leans and laughs . . . christ! he's
Shaking his head cos the wine's portugese and the bread's only bread . .
No trance, no substance, no conscience for sure as the pope licks a jack-
Boot and lays down the law. and his flock form a cross--all fall down with
Disease. and the only survivors are him and his priests
In them thar seven hills there's a big crock of gold, but it's all stashed in
Sacks and belongs to a pole. and name any language, he's got something to
Sell, but if you add it up, it's a ticket to hell